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Who: Apartment O + you? door is open
When: Day 32, evening
Where: Apartment O
What: family dinner...?

[There is a stew bubbling happily over the fire; leaf "platters" and shish-kebabs(? something-chunks on sticks), salad, a somewhat overcooked stirfry, and a gourd filled with fruit chunks in milky liquid are arranged on the kitchen counter.]

Okay, guys, get it while it's hot!

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[Blandly, and man he is going to hate everything ever when he's not zen-melon'd, but at the moment he doesn't really care about admitting this one way or the other, so:]

There are a few exceptions. That's all.

Really? Like what?

People I don't mind looking out for.

Huh...

What?

[shrugs] I only half expected that. ...The other half I just figured you didn't consider yourself as number one.

Why did you spend so much time thinking about it in the first place?

[Going to absently start collecting the plates of the folks who are finished and washing up. Water magic + chores= easier.]

[mildly]

I think about things a lot, you know.

It's not the kind of thing that needs thinking about.

Not for you.

Don't worry, I have better things to do than play armchair psychiatrist or whatever you're afraid of. [and a hair-ruffle goes here]

Good. Because I don't need an armchair psychiatrist.

[He doesn't duck away from that, but just kind of waves a hand at her in a shooing gesture.]

[want to do this FOREVER]

I know. You should know I know. You should trust me more. I'm pretty trustworthy a lot of the time.

Sometimes, anyway.

[Going to stand the plates up on some armadillo-plating by the wall so they will dry. :|b]

Almost all of the time! And helpful, too!

Does that mean you're going to be cooking more often?

Sure. Me and Harmony want to get some lessons so we could help out more.

Not from that girl, I hope.

Nah, from Lucky, maybe. Harmony said her food was really good. Are you excited?

From Lucky?

...I guess you could have picked someone worse.

We figured she'd know how to make something tasty you could stretch...best of both worlds. Plus, you'd be less likely to object to someone from Sabra.

She's better than some people you could have picked anyway.

Like I just said you'd say...

What can I say? Sometimes you have decent judgement.

You could say that. That is something you're always welcome to say.

I just did.